I swear to God the sun is laughing at me,
but
You're gonna make them feel loved.
They'll have an angel where
Most times I'm listening; same words, same ringing in my
Catch me. I'm a wreck who let my conscience down.
I
You knew it all,
Inside your head was graceful.
You knew suffering
I can't tell which lights to go through and you
How much more could you ask for?
It's been three years
There's a waiting list to the bottom, under you.
Ex-husbands, romantics
So I'm looking at this bottle, and this bottle, it
Rule one, is hang up your phone,
because if you knew
Don't forget to waste your blood and mix it with
We spend the moments of our lives waiting for one
Let's go on a rocket ship.
We'll decimate the empty
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